4o Days of Teshuvah🙏

We repent for the sin we sin against the LORD by scorning Holy things of God

Today's  instruction should be quite frightening to all of us.  It ought to make us tremble in our boots.  We have discussed the Holiness of YHWH Elohim enough during these days, that to offer anything less than honor and praise to Him would be to our own demise.  To cross that red line in the sands of time, is to jump from a cliff that has no end.

Mocking Holy things of God can take many forms, from coarse jesting  and jokes about the God of all of creation, to entertaining ourselves on multimedia sources that contain crude mockery of Jesus  Christ and Ruach Ha'Qodesh (Hebrew for Spirit of Set-apartness) or Holy Spirit.

Scripture tells us that we will account for every idle word we speak .. EVERY idle word.  That includes gossip and lies about others, bringing them hurt and humiliation.   

Matthew 12:36-37 says:

And I tell you this, you must give an account on judgment day for every idle word you speak. The words you say will either acquit you or condemn you.” NLT

If we desire to be made righteous before a Righteous judge, we have no other option except to repent and teshuvah (turn away from, and back to the One who created us for much more than this).  He laid down His life on that stake of suffering death for us; that ought to send us to our faces on the floor or ground before us. We must toss away all things that separate us from Him, from LIFE.  We cannot set anything before our eyes and ears that could not stand the test of Holy. 

Throw it all away, the scorning and mocking of our Holy One, and walk in newness of life in Yeshua the Messiah. There will be a great price to pay, if we do not heed the Words of Truth.

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Armour up, Beloved of the Father

This is WAR!

We repent for the sin of subserviency to Bribery

(Striking deals with God)

When I was 7 years old, my siblings and I lived a few years in a small "holler" of the Appalachian mountains, with my grandparents. Oh my goodness, how I came to love those mountains!  The Vietnam war was in progress, and we had not seen our father for quite some time.  I loved my daddy so much, and was daily asking God to protect him.

One afternoon, my grandmother called all of my siblings and me into the kitchen and began cutting our hair.  I had long strawberry/copper locks of curls and frizz, complimenting my freckled skin. My daddy always referred to me as his goldilocks.

I took my place in the chair and grandma began to hack away.  I saw locks of curls hit the floor and my heart pounded rapidly.  When she had completed her task, I went to the bedroom and peered into the mirror.  My long locks were gone, and the little girl I saw in the mirror was a stranger to my eyes.  As I stared into the mirror, I could hear my daddy's words: "Where's my goldilocks?

I immediately began to cry and pull at the strands of hair just below my ears.  I began to beg and plead with God, these words:

"Please God, if you grow my hair out before my daddy comes home, I promise I will be a good girl.  I promise, God."

Bribery is no respecter of age.  We learn early how to manipulate and cut deals with others, and it doesn't take long for us to use those perverse skills against a Holy (set-apart) God.  We make Him into nothing more than a lottery machine, pulling at His righteous right hand of rescue to fulfill our desires.

How did we get here?  I can think of some obvious ways, but I would offend many people.  Instead, I will just say that we have arrived at this foolish, dangerous destination because we value ourselves more than our Righteous Ruler of the universes.  We twist His merciful arms and words to fit our personal wants and desires,  and then we attempt to drag others into this insane manner of thinking. 

We are not listening to Spirit of Truth. 

We are listening to another gospel, one that arises from a smoking pit.

Isaiah 66:2  

All these things my hand has made,

and so all these things came to be,

declares the Lord.

But this is the one to whom I will look:

he who is humble and contrite in spirit

and trembles at my word. ESV

We do not tremble at His word.

We must break away from the lies of the satan, and turn our inner ears to the One True God,  YHWH Elohim.

If there was a time to wake up, folks, it is NOW!

Not kidding .. WAKE UP!

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My dad did furlough for a short time, not long after that prayer.  He never spoke  a word about my hair, but continued to refer to me as goldilocks.

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You said, O YHWH,

"Seek My face"

Your face I seek, my Beloved One

Help me

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Armour up, Beloved of the Father

This is WAR!

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Today we repent for the sin we have sinned against YHWH Elohim, by desecrating His Holy, qodeshi (set-apart One) Name.

 How have we desecrated the Name above ALL names?

We have done so by not showing reverence to His Name in our lifestyles.  When we do not obey His commands, we show irreverence to Him.  When we act any way that opposes His character, in word or deed, we mock Him and desecrate His Name.

Matthew 5 speaks to us:

You are the light of the world—like a city on a hilltop that cannot be hidden.  No one lights a lamp and then puts it under a basket. Instead, a lamp is placed on a stand, where it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your good deeds shine out for all to see, so that everyone will praise your heavenly Father. NLT

Our lives must reflect our words.  We must bear a pure understanding of YHWH's character, so that we can be joined with Him in a genuine relationship.  He challenged us to be perfect in the way that He is perfect.  This is by no means a self-righteous act.  It is, however, walking in His footsteps.

When I was a tot, I loved getting my momma's shoes and walking around in them.  I was often looking for a particular peachy-pink colored lacy dress/gown she would wear on occasion.  It was very pretty to my young eyes, and momma looked strikingly beautiful in it.  I wanted so much to be beautiful like my mommy.  She surprised me one day, and let me wear her lovely dress, along with her pretty shoes. Clip-clopping around the house in those high-heeled satiny shoes and ball-gown, I felt like Cinderella.

This is how I hope to be with thoughts of my heavenly Father.  I long to put on His garment of righteousness, and bear His beautiful image for all the world to see.  Although  I have often fallen in that desire, and missed His mark by great strides, I still clip-clop along, knowing that one day, if I continue in His Way, I will finally know what it is like to sit in His brilliant shadow, becoming as a reflector that enhances the warm glow of His Light to the world.  I long to be as a prism, refracting the Light of Yeshua into brilliant colors of prismatic joy!

We can do this together, if we commit our ways unto the Lord, and we won't have to live in regret for being bearers of darkness to the world.

clip-clop -- clip-clop -- clip-clop ...

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Armour up, Beloved of the Father

This is WAR!